6.23.2008

As previously noted (too lazy to link to it, but it's posted somewhere in the blog) B's mom has a limited filter between her thoughts and her words. One part of me admires her directness. Another part just sits back and...wow. No filter.

It is to my discredit that I sometimes deliberately try to get her riled up, and encourage the no-filtering. As I did on Saturday.

B's mom: Are you looking for a new job?me: Nope. I think I'm just gonna take some time off. Let B support me. Relax a little bit.B's mom: But he can't support the two of you. Not with the way you live.me: Well, if we need more money, he can just get a second job.B's mom: But how will he do comedy?me: He can just give that up. I mean, what's more important, his comedy career, or keeping me happy?

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B's mom: Are you going to change your name once you're married?me: [with the most disgusted face I can make] Oh God no. Why would I want a name like that?

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B's mom: If the two of you have kids, what religion will the children be? me: What we're going to do is ask you and my parents each to come up with a 10 minute presentation about their religion. You can use Powerpoint, pictures, video, etc. We'll choose a winner based on the persuasiveness of the argument.

6.20.2008

Last night, I attended a very, very introductory reiki training. One of the most interesting things that I learned prompted this exchange:

[ridiculouschick]: apparently you can do it on animals. stewbert - watch out! [THE LAWYER]: STEWBERT WILL BE CALM AND SEDATED AFTER YOU BEGIN HIS SESSIONS. A WHOLE NEW DOG. [ridiculouschick]: the thing is with reiki that you need to get permission from the receiver. how do you do that with a dog? [THE LAWYER]: PERHAPS EVERY TIME HE RELIEVES HIMSELF IN THE HOUSE IT’S HIS WAY OF CONSENTING TO A REIKI SESSION.